Don’t look for love.
Be love.
the only time i did not curse the folds of my flesh is when my body was part of yours. you would hold me like a butterfly in your palm,
By Sara 2 years ago in Poets
the green in your eyes is the green of emeralds. the white of your skin is the white of porcelain. the pink of your lips
the ocean is in me because she holds my tears, rocks my heart like a ballad. the earth is my cradle from which my mother bore me,
i should forget you. i must forget you because my soul has drowned in yours. from the day you left i do not know peace.
if purpose does not happen upon me i will look for her in the mirror. in the folds of my flesh in the curve of my bones
120 isn’t fast enough to burn the way you made me smile under my tires. if i close my eyes it will be darker than the still night.
i am but a string with ends tied loose staggering under the weight i carry. i wear my past on my neck like a stone
i asked the ocean why she never grows weary of the waves that drown voices and people and fears in a quick motion.
i did not fall out of love with you. i am crawling because i need to find solace in an empty world. i sit at night head between my knees
i did not fall out of love with you. i am crawling because i need to find solace in an empty world. i sat at night
when they ask of my heart and who it belongs to i tell them of you. i speak of your embrace, your peace that flows
i often dream of the day i will let you stay outside prying at my windows instead of holding the door to my heart
